THE FORGIVING KIND by Donna Everhart
This is it! The First Sentence Fridays Finale for THE FORGIVING KIND! This upcoming Tuesday, January 29th, the book will be released, and if you’ve pre-ordered, e-books will be available immediately and trade paperbacks will either ship that day or arrive very shortly. Hey, take


THE FORGIVING KIND by Donna Everhart
I don’t like to use the word hate, but in this case it applies. I hate arguing. If I’m having a disagreement with someone, all I want to do is “fix” whatever has gone wrong. I want whatever caused the problem to go away. I


THE FORGIVING KIND by Donna Everhart
“Reminiscent of the novels of Lee Smith, Kaye Gibbons, and Sandra Dallas, Everhart builds a firm sense of place, portraying the tiredness and hope of a dry southern summer and voicing strong southern women.”  Booklist on THE FORGIVING KIND I was in the kitchen baking cookies


26
May

Sacrifices

For this, we honor and thank them.


21
Mar

Dear Betsy

…how you honored me today with this!!! For years, I’ve followed agent Betsy Lerner’s blog – make that agent extraordinaire, i.e., also writer, poet, and of late, fierce bridge player. Writers follow agent blogs for many reasons.  Some want the inside “scoop” on publishing, some


…in with the new, as the old saying goes. Yesterday I took the tree and decorations down.  Some will think, but what about the Twelve Days of Christmas leading up to the Feast of Epiphany?  A twelve days of Christmas celebration never took place in


I’m in a state of disbelief another year is just about gone, and so, what better time to gather up some pictures and share them here, thereby providing a “snapshot” of 2016 in review! To say it’s been a wonderful, fun filled, exciting time doesn’t


12
Oct

Aftermath

We are fourth for states producing hurricane force winds, and in my lifetime alone, there have been 126 tropical, sub-tropical cyclones to hit North Carolina. Before I write anything else, I want to remember the ones who lost their lives in the storm, the ones


I posted this on my blog in November of 2014.  Considering all that I’m seeing, watching and hearing, I thought it might be worthwhile to dredge it up and post again.  I’ve become sort of…what’s the word, disenchanted? Dismayed? Disillusioned?  Assume what you will after


I made no move to mark or signal in any way my father’s one year anniversary of passing.  About three days before the official day, Mom and I went out to the grave site and swapped out the Christmas flowers for a selection of silk


css.php